Narrative POV;
The young femm watched as the two drove off, her college and her friend. She felt rage bubbling even stronger than before.
::Rachet.:: she said through a privet comm link. Her tone deadly calm.
::Lyrazone. It's been a while.:: he replied, obviously ignoring the tone in her voice.
::Open the bridge.:: she said, in no mood with pleasantries.
::Alright.::
The green energy came to existence at the top of the stairs. She walked towards it slowly, trying to contain the raging energy that threatened to blow.
As she walked into the base the mood changed from light and cheerful to dark and storming. Bee whistled and slowly slipped out of the room.
"Uh, I have to go patrol, Arcee said speeding out of the base, and Bulkhead followed close behind.
"Cliff is gone, so you'll need some back up!"
But Lyra wasn't there for them. She climbed up the ladder to gain the height she needed. Well, she didn't feel that short when she was up there, even though she only came a little over Rachet's waist.
"Where is Optimus." She said coldly.
"Lyra, I think you might want to take a moment to calm down-"
"I Am CALM!" she snapped.
"You were requesting a meeting with me?" Optimus asked walking to the room.
"Yes. I was. Rachet could you leave up please?"
Rachet looked to his leader, who simply nodded, his eyes filled with gentleness, but pain. Rachet hated seeing him like that, but he complied and left the room.
"I can tell you are upset. But I had my reasons-"
"Screw your reasons!" she yelled cutting him off, her voice sharp. "And do you want to know who is really upset?" she said, half excepting him to answer. But he looked away instead. "You daughter! She is broken hearted! And you aren't even gone! If you really cared about her, you would have found a way, you would never have hurt her! And because of the pain that you caused her, I will never forgive you for that! So you can take your reasons and shove them up your aft!" Lyra finished, shacking in anguish.
"I accept that you are defensive of your friend-"
"Defensive? You haven't seen me defensive! This is me fragging pissed!"
"Yes, and I understand that."
"Oh you understand? You understand that your daughter is having nightmares? That she is breaking down in front of strangers? That her heart is broken in half? That you have killed a part of her?! IS THAT WHAT YOU SLAGGING UNDERSTAND?"
"If I were to stay, the Decepticons would have found her, and only Primus knows what they would do to her."
"You could have found a way." she said through grit teeth. "You could have told her the truth. You could have saved her this pain! It hurts to see her like that. To see her fall apart." she turned away from him, right before she could have seen him wipe away a tear from his optic. But she would have cared even if she did see that. "But you just sit here, being all high and mighty. Since you are the leader of the Autobots, you are above caring about others!"
"That is enough." Optimus said slowly and calmly.
"I don't care what you think is enough. I don't care about you. I care about Carly. And has she been through enough pain yet?" she said darkly, turning back,to through another death glare to the older bot.
Okay, I know this one is shorter then usual, and I am sorry about that, but I thought that you guys might want to read Lyra tearing Optimus a new one. Well, most of you probably don't actually want that. But, its part of the plot.
BUT the next chapter will be happy! :)
~Haiden